High Martial Arts: Invincible Starts from Basic Archery Chapter 792 - 617: Let’s Get Rid of Them First

"Fine, I really want to know how exactly you're watching out for my interests." Over on the phone's far side, Su Ming's face darkened with gloom.

He'd spotted it ages ago—how these two were getting tougher to rein in as their power kept climbing higher.

Without the value they still brought by sticking around, he'd have ended them on the spot.

With steady composure, Yu Jianqiao responded, "Elder Su, the Song Family has clearly fooled you. I've caught wind of plenty of folks murmuring in private that this whole mess stems straight from the Feng Country crowd's misdeeds. They aimed to plunder the Jiangnan Martial Arts Association, only to get taken out in the process. Then the Song Family arrived and blindly backed the Feng Country side without sorting fact from fiction. That's what let the chaos balloon out of hand. On top of that, Elder Su, you went and dispatched folks to Jiangnan City."

"So you're claiming I botched the way I dealt with this?"

Su Ming's voice turned icy.

He was fully aware of every detail in this affair, yet did justice even count for anything?

Among grown-ups in this game, it all boiled down to gains and losses, not good or evil.

Regret was pointless now—the Revival Association's powerhouses had all been eradicated by Chen Fan, leaving behind only worthless remnants that couldn't stir up real trouble.

"I never claimed that."

Yu Jianqiao let out a pair of light laughs, "Still, behind closed doors, loads of people are griping about you, Elder Su, and the Elder Council. They see you as overly biased toward the Feng Country bunch and heap blame on you. What's more, some are even hailing Chen Fan as a true champion."

"What? Hailing him as a champion?"

"That's right, a grand hero who defies the oppressors with a boundless sense of justice." Yu Jianqiao replied, chuckling softly.

"A pack of lowly rabble, begging for destruction!"

Rage boiled up fiercely in Su Ming's chest at those words.

All these complainers had no clue about the grueling burden of holding a seat on the Elder Council.

"Hold on."

A sudden insight hit him, sharpening his caution, "You didn't off those people because they viewed that brat as some hero, did you?"

"No chance."

Yu Jianqiao answered evenly, "This lot despises Chen Fan with every fiber—they grind their teeth just thinking of him. Worship? Not in a million years."

"Then what made you take them out?"

"If I'd let them live, how else could I fan the flames of everyone's loathing for that brat?"

Yu Jianqiao explained.

"Explain yourself."

"Elder Su, like I said before, many in secret look up to Chen as a champion and paint you, Elder Su, along with the Elder Council as the bad guys. By wiping out every last one from those clans, didn't I shatter their illusions? A so-called great hero who slaughters the helpless—women and kids included—does that scream hero? Nah, that's pure filth." Yu Jianqiao stated.

Nearby, Gong Bo stared at him, floored yet again by his brazen nerve.

"Word of this has spread far and wide by now, Elder Su—surely you've gotten the reports?"

"Yes."

Su Ming's spirits lifted noticeably from this revelation.

Whether that had been the true aim or not, the outcome was spot-on without question.

Out in the world, folks were now seething against Chen Fan, dying to rip him apart.

"See, Elder Su, I've got your back for real." Yu Jianqiao shot a look at Gong Bo, as if boasting, told you offing them would bring no backlash, didn't I?

"Cut it."

Su Ming cut him off sharply, "For moves like that, you didn't even loop me in beforehand and just dropped the news after the fact. Has your nerve grown so bold that you no longer respect me?"

"I wouldn't dream of it."

Yu Jianqiao quickly assured him.

"Good."

With a frosty huff, Su Ming pressed on, "Right away, you pair head out and eliminate that brat—snag him alive if possible, though hauling his body back works too. Don't delay; move now."

"Er..."

Yu Jianqiao rubbed his scalp awkwardly, "Elder Su, you still haven't clued us in on the brat's current spot?"

"I expect you to sort that out. Do I need to track him down for you as well?" Su Ming bellowed in fury.

But Yu Jianqiao stayed unfazed by the outburst, grinning as he went on, "Elder Su, your point is spot-on. Yet if even you lack his location, how could we possibly know? Pinpointing where he's holed up will demand a bit of time."

"He's got a point, Elder Su. That brat's no novice—tracing his steps won't happen overnight, not in a couple days." Gong Bo added his voice.

They'd just escaped the Su Family's grip; time was their biggest shortfall at the moment.

Only by gaining enough days to boost their abilities could they truly slip free from the Su Family's hold.

"A couple days? That much? Absolutely not." Su Ming shot back without pause, "Starting today, you get no more than two days tops. Come the morning after next, I want that brat alive before me—or his remains if that's all you manage. Fail, and you'll both regret it deeply!"

With that, he slammed the call shut.

"That scheming fossil."

As the line went dead, Yu Jianqiao's features contorted in disgust.

"Someday, I'll ensure he suffers endlessly!"

"What's our next move?"

Gong Bo inquired, "Dive straight into hunting the brat's trail?"

"No hurry."

Yu Jianqiao sneered, "He gave us two days—let's wait and see if he dials back then. That brat's no pushover. The old heads from the five great clans are all spineless cowards, too scared to step up. To dispose of him, they need us two."

"True enough."

Gong Bo agreed with a nod. Until Chen Fan was handled, they retained leverage. No matter the Su Family's fury, they wouldn't risk striking at them carelessly.